| I did not get out of the treaches unscathed this lingering damage ill
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| take to my grave Like nerve gas poison and agent orange the wages
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| of high risk are part of my story
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| what kind of madness took ahold of me to shoot anothers blood
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| into my willing vein no i could never do that voluntarily i heard a
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| demon tell me to and i obeyed but
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| i dont take the orders from the war room anymore this one
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| recruit who surrenders I dont take orders from the war room anymore
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| now i am my own defender
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| i keep recieving a distorted command and if i hadnt given up id
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| surely follow back into the tangle of this struggle for man a suicidal
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| mission set against the wrong so
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| i dont take the orders from the war room anymore this one
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| recruit who surrenders I dont take orders from the war room anymore
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| now i am my own defender
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| i may have turned yellow but did not betray my old friend’s still
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| batlling out in the fray am i lillilivered now im a beginner im damned all
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| to hell and i am delivered
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| sometimes im tempted to forget myself and jump back into
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| the skirmish as a mercenary a little time is all I have left
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| id rather that than live it in sanctuary
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| i dont take the orders from the war room anymore this one
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| recruit who surrenders I dont take orders from the war room anymore
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| now i am my own defender
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| i dont take the orders from the war room anymore this one
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| recruit who surrenders I dont take orders from the war room anymore
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| now i am my own defender i dont take orders |